Sunday, August 25, 2013

Poetry & Podcasts August 25th

Post War II



Someone once stated,'Pardon me,'As they trudged through my territory explodingly,Flesh burst into ochre flames as they devoured my very name

Unspeakable language after a body count,Unconjourable distance between unholy mass of unaccounted for graves point of death origin to end...

777 Series: Prescription's Declining Mechanism, an Ill Fate


In earnest anticipation of,

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